Vera’s POV
I was still lying comfortably on his lap, the gentle rise and fall of his breathing like a soft melody beneath me. The quiet peace of the moment wrapped around us like a warm blanket, and I let myself drift, feeling safe and cherished in a way I hadn’t felt in a long time.
Suddenly, the quiet was broken by the soft sound of footsteps approaching. A guard stepped into the room, his posture formal and serious. At first, I thought he was here to see Alpha Gideon. But then, the man turned toward me, bowing his head respectfully.
“Luna Vera,” he said, his voice low and respectful, “someone is here to see you.”
My heart skipped a beat. I slowly lifted my head and looked at Gideon, whose face was just as puzzled as mine. He frowned, his brows knitting together in confusion.
“Who c
